My horizon on humanity is enlarged by reading the writers of poems seeing a painting listening to some music some opera which has nothing at all to do with a volatile human condition or struggle or whatever. It enriches me as a human being.
Mothers are the people who love us for no good reason. And those of us who are mothers know it's the most exquisite love of all.
Of all the hard jobs around one of the hardest is being a good teacher.
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There is no reciprocity. Men love women. Women love children. Children...
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The very essence of romance is uncertainty.